The moon had come
out after the storm and the air was fresh and fragrant, though
underfoot the evidences of the storm were still present.
"Did I hurt you much when I fell on you tonight, Teddy?"
"Hurt me?"
"Yes?"
"You knocked the breath out of me. But don't let a little thing
like that worry you. I thought the tent had fallen on me, or at
least a center pole. Lucky I was there, wasn't it?"
"It was."
"You might have received a bump that you wouldn't have gotten
over right away."
"I might have done so."
"I saved your life, didn't I?"
"Perhaps you did. I had only a few feet to drop, you know.
I was ready to drop on all fours lightly when you happened
to get in the way--"
"When I happened to get in the way?"
"Yes. Didn't you?"
"Well, I like that," growled Teddy indignantly. "Here I run in
and save your life, willing to sacrifice my own for you and you
say when I 'happened to get in the way.'"
Phil laughed heartily.
"Of course, I appreciate your wonderful self-sacrifice. It was
very kind of you to get in the way and let me fall on you.
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